Submissions by Nova_north
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Home
Carried down on sunrays
We broke into trees
Reaching back up
Longing home
We broke into trees
Reaching back up
Longing home
#evolution
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Siren
You turned to me
like seatides turn the sea
into waves and pourling rivers
I was drowning in your eyes
And the moon would surely shiver
He could not compare
in the ways that you move me
Your voice so soft and fair
My love's as deep as the ocean
like seatides turn the sea
into waves and pourling rivers
I was drowning in your eyes
And the moon would surely shiver
He could not compare
in the ways that you move me
Your voice so soft and fair
My love's as deep as the ocean
#love
#moon
#water
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The world is closing
I was born into a closing world.
Left with a blessed gift of life.
It's intent built on a dream of something new to those who are growing old.
Noone wants to be left alone,
in a world that's closing in.
I cannot see how this life is a blessed thing where curses are real to those who cannot dream.
I'd rather close my eyes and I'd rather not see the closing walls and doors that locks us in.
The keys are in our hands, forgotten.
Left with a blessed gift of life.
It's intent built on a dream of something new to those who are growing old.
Noone wants to be left alone,
in a world that's closing in.
I cannot see how this life is a blessed thing where curses are real to those who cannot dream.
I'd rather close my eyes and I'd rather not see the closing walls and doors that locks us in.
The keys are in our hands, forgotten.
#ignorance
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Alone
Still I was.
Time moved alone.
Left swallowed whole, somewhere unknown.
No sounds were heard. No rustles, birds.
Answers kept ungiven.
Slow but driven, my movement through trees.
A single gentle strayed breeze.
Quiet stroll. Nothing new to me.
Been wandering in circles I feared.
"Wait!" I heard suddenly. I stopped and turned around.
Silvertouched. The moons excuse.
Through leaves trembled streaks of white, brightened soil.
Creation of puddles below.
A second wind. An echoing. Your voice was heard, I thought. ...
Time moved alone.
Left swallowed whole, somewhere unknown.
No sounds were heard. No rustles, birds.
Answers kept ungiven.
Slow but driven, my movement through trees.
A single gentle strayed breeze.
Quiet stroll. Nothing new to me.
Been wandering in circles I feared.
"Wait!" I heard suddenly. I stopped and turned around.
Silvertouched. The moons excuse.
Through leaves trembled streaks of white, brightened soil.
Creation of puddles below.
A second wind. An echoing. Your voice was heard, I thought. ...
#forest
#moon
#night
#nature
#FeelingLost
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